"Sleeping with that dog of a man is the last thing Xiaoyao is interested in."
So, she could only force herself to keep those nearly closed eyes open, and join him in selecting the elite troops.
She regretted mentioning last night, on a whim, that she knew how to train a force of elites. Why on earth did she say that?
No! She didn't know how!
She was just a newbie, the kind who only wanted to eat, drink, and be merry.
Could she not go?
Walking ahead, Leng Ji said quietly, "Lady Xiaoyao, please, go ahead."
Lately, he really couldn't figure out the Prince.
Ignoring the future Princess in his house, he kept dragging Lady Xiaoyao around everywhere ... Ah, what a strange feeling, why does even he feel that being with Lady Xiaoyao is much more comfortable than being with the future Princess?
That future Princess ... as much as he used to like her, now he feels that much discomfort seeing her.
It's the kind of pain one feels when something is completely lost.